Dare Me|My Old Flame Returns II (as written by Oluwatosin Kolawole

I didn’t know what to do until he reached me. He stood in front of me, stared a little as if admiring an artefact.
As he said those simple words to me “dare me” I crumbled… (Aremo Olalekan Oluwatobi)

(Continued by Oluwatosin Faith Kolawole)

My feet were fast glued to the ground. The slender lady that looked like nothing but his hand bag didn’t for one second take her eyes off me. There were too many sentences to be read in her eyes, both the one I could grasp and the one I couldn’t. I stood there, sweating to my feet, muttering words I couldn’t let out. I finally pushed my gaze from the scary-eyed lady back to the one I had once cursed but his stare watered me down memory’s lane. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before finally mustering up courage to spill one of the million sentences I had rehearsed. ‘Dare you…what?’ I swallowed my gulp silently, thinking very fast of what his next action would be. He took a step closer; I tried to move a step backwards too but remained transfixed. My heartbeats raced and I feared that he heard them.
He stretched his left hand to raise my chin from pointing towards the ground and succeeded in making me look at him in the eye. He then gave that smile that always weakens my knee. My heart sunk and I had that feeling once again to have myself curled up in his arms. But I didn’t. I jerked his hands off my chin and yelled ‘what the hell is your problem?’ I noticed the sudden attention pulled from the cashiers and shoppers around. I shrugged, moved closer and gave him a loud whisper ‘I’m not that girl you used to know that would tremble at every letter or move that drops from you’. He was stunned, obviously. But to prove the man he claimed to be, he framed all with smiles. I returned my gaze to the slender lady and caught her staring sinisterly. I balanced it up with a disgusting look that spelt out the word ‘bitch’!. I hissed and stepped out of the supermarket with fury all over me.
On getting outside, I panted heavily, managed myself to a corner where no one could easily see and allowed those tears flow. I cried till I could no more. I loved him and I still do. I just had to let go. It was hard.
My old flame returned but couldn’t dare me anymore.

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